The Last Page

The girl writes on the last page

And the pencil is nearly dry

There can't be no mistakes

'Cause these words will be final

He's been waiting for a letter for days

The inspiration is gone, the wind flew away

All the trees that once were green

Are all ready for bed

All the greats symphonies, all the great poems and books

They've been sung, they've been said, they've been written

And they have been read

Close you eyes fold your hands i can see you are tired

Let him wait just another day more

He won't die, he won't cry still the night may be sad

But it's better with nothing than bad

The sun flirts with the ocean

And soon a whole new day will rise

Smile to the paper, lay down your hand

I am sure he will understand

Lick the envelope, put a stamp on the corner

And I promise you that it won't be long

Before the letter is finally there

All the greats symphonies, all the great poems and books

They've been sung, they've been said, they've been written

And they have been read

Close you eyes fold your hands i can see you are tired

Let him wait just another day more

He won't die, he won't cry still the night may be sad

But it's better with nothing than bad...